He had walked out of headquarters alive before this mess.
He had walked back in alive.
He was not sure if he was alive anymore.
He did not want to think about it. He was...crushed. He had been drunk once and sworn off liquor, but now...
Now he wanted a distraction. He had chosen Logue Town. It was his home. He would protect it, like he should have protected them. Not...
No one stood a chance against...
He walked down to the docks to Garp's ship. He could not forget what happen no matter how long he lived.
By Lady Kasha
One Piece is not mine. It is the great and powerful Eiichiro Oda.
Takes Place after my fiction "Smoker Stupid"